OUT

I'm sick of hoes

I Might move out the nation and start doing shows

I've been going bad I had highs and lows

I got a gun and i got a rose

I'll Pop with the smoke up in all the stores

GTA-type shit I'm in sandy shores

I ripped out her pants now she's wearing shorts

Fast And Furious know I'm never alone

I got me my bros I can't go to court

If he talks shit ima bust in the door

When I'm with her she thinks I'm a lord

High as fuck on the top of the world

Mixing words like I R L wordle

Wait hold up

Huh huh

Want all the smoke

Even tho the asthma

Fuck her from the back I bend her

What's her name I think it's Amanda

Any question I know the answer

I don't know how to be normal

I'm too crazy for the shit yall do

I don't know how to be formal

Ya'll don't know what you're coming to

Brand new

Nike runners, running to your mama's house

Get your mathafuckin stupid partners

Try to stop us coming

Got your lil bae cuming

She know how I be

She knows I like that money getting

Yall don't know what I know

Making bags but I really want more yeah

This is where I'm heading to

Blacking out don't know who is you

Ima pull up with all of my crew

Shot two shots on both of your goons

Took a couple of shots and started feeling loose

Skeet sticky like some fucking glue

Skrrt on your bitch hop in vroom

Drank some beer got you mf doomed

Flying high like some fucking balloon

On a different level

I go psychedelic mode

Riding round with the stick that I tote

Back again with my fucking bros

Backed Out from some fucking hoes

Oh shit I guess that's how it goes

I'm sick of hoes

I Might move out the nation and start doing shows

I've been going bad I had highs and lows

I got a gun and I got a rose

I'll Pop with the smoke up in all the stores

GTA type shit I'm in sandy shores